Heavenly River Sword Sovereign wore a contemplative look. If Luo Xiao had not arrived, he really would have killed Yan Que. With Yan Que dead, the Essence Fire Race's strength would have fallen sharply, which would have benefited the Human Race's development.
The Yaksha Race's physical bodies were formidable, and they also wielded sonic attacks, making them even more troublesome than the Essence Fire Race. Luo Xiao had endured his flying sword attack with his physical body, which was the best proof of that.
Heavenly River Sword Sovereign had no problem fighting two enemies alone. Even if he could kill Yan Que, he would have to pay a considerable price. More importantly, if he fought Luo Xiao and Yan Que to the death, the Essence Fire Race and the Yaksha Race might withdraw their troops, placing even greater pressure on the Human Race. After all, he was not sure whether the Lizard Race's Mahayana cultivator had truly died.
If he were one hundred percent certain that the Lizard Race's Mahayana cultivator had died, Heavenly River Sword Sovereign would immediately flatten the Sky Lizard Mountain Range.
"Destroy the Lizard Race? Are you certain Old Devil Yi is dead?"
Heavenly River Sword Sovereign asked.
"If I were certain, I would have already flattened the Sky Lizard Mountain Range. With the three of our races joining forces, whether Old Devil Yi is alive is completely irrelevant."
Luo Xiao said in a deep voice. With three Mahayana cultivators joining forces, even if the Lizard Race's Mahayana cultivator were alive, he would not be their match.
"Join forces? Shall we head to the Sky Lizard Mountain Range and kill them now?"
Heavenly River Sword Sovereign continued asking. If they did that, they would not have to sacrifice so many people.
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